Abracadabra Poem by Leaking Pen

Abracadabra

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My fall is from each grammatical mistake
What do I have to show for my defence?
But a 'sobbing draft, that moans and rakes'
Skipping English classes was my great offence!

Now I am the butt of all jokes
My abracadabra went wrong.
This is my sad story, folks!
My ignorance is a mile long.

To travel down my dead end street,
You find quick sands in my vocabulary.
Mishmash verbs drown my beat,
And handcuff and imprison my poetry.

Graveyard's doors welcome me ahead
Time to bury me with the verses I did break up.
Never with Samuel Taylor I'll break bread
Lines in the sand the master has drawn up!

November 18,2012
Copyright Leaking Pen 2012


From 'Dejection: An Ode' by Samuel Taylor Coleridge:
Than those which mould yon cloud in lazy flakes,
Or the dull sobbing draft, that moans and rakes

Sunday, November 18, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
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Wellington, New Zealand
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